When he destroyed hundreds of thousands of divine soldiers descending from the sky, but there was no demon behind him, he knew that he was an abandoned son. He could not escape the crusade of the heavens and gods, and he was not prepared to escape.
He died calmly, took refuge with the demons, and became a fallen angel. He never regretted it.
The bloody setting sun that day was extremely beautiful, and the entire sky was dyed red. His blood was sprinkled on that land. The more he fought, the braver he became, and his heart was extremely happy, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction with the sky. Why did he work hard for half his life? It is indeed unfair to get such a priesthood!
As the sword of the God of War stabbed his heart, when his beating heart that was beating with joy gradually calmed down and stopped beating, he watched his body and soul disappear between heaven and earth, and then...
Then……
What happened then?
"Ah!!! My head hurts so much!! Why can't I remember! Why am I still alive!? I should die! Ahhh!! My head hurts so much!!"
Song Wu whispered to his master Wu Lingjun and Jiang Qing Yu: "It seems like he really can't remember..."
The entire space covered by the barrier in the Well of Reincarnation was filled with the roar of Shuishen Kuchiki. He looked very painful, holding his head and huddled at the edge of the well.
Tang Yuan took advantage of him being expelled from the crack in the Well of Samsara and quickly reused the five-color stone to complete the repair of the Well of Samsara. By the time Shuishen Kuchiki reacted, his hiding place had been repaired.
Anger spread in his heart, swallowing up his reason, and the black mist of decay began to spread from his body.
Song Wu felt a bit scary when she saw him like this. The memory stored in her spiritual mind still retained some scenes about the decline of the god. Those scenes were extremely cruel.
She is afraid of this god from the bottom of her heart, because a god's decline can really bring a god's luck to the bottom, and it can even absorb other people's energy and turn it into her own power!
Looking at this familiar scene, Song Wu recalled the scene when Shuishen Kuchiki singled out thirty-seven gods. In that shocking wheel battle, all the defeated priests became gods with depressed luck. You know, God is favored by heaven.
But the person who was singled out, Shuishen Kuchiki, became more and more courageous as he fought, and his strength was still gradually rising.
This scene left a deep impression on Song Wu. Now seeing the scene of Kuchiki about to release his power again, Song Wu couldn't help but feel anxious and asked quickly: "What should we do next?"
What responded to her was the sound of wind. Jiang Qingyu felt a breeze blowing around her, and it was the master.
Wu Lingjun put one hand behind his back and stepped forward to draw a few spells on Shuishen Yumu, causing Yuuki to lose his strength and fall from mid-air in an instant.
However, the consumption of these spells is very high and requires the use of the original power. In other words, the sudden weakness of Kuchiki is due to the suppression of Wu Lingjun. Facing a fallen angel with divine status, Wu Ling Jun's suppression was obviously very difficult.
He landed lightly in front of Kuchiki. Kuchiki lowered his head, and his hair like a chicken's nest made Wu Lingjun feel a little disgusted.
He even thought that the degenerate spirit had been trapped in the cracks of the well of reincarnation for ten thousand years, which meant that he had not taken a bath for ten thousand years and was only wearing rags. His hair still looked so dirty and greasy. I don't know if there are lice.
The snow-white boots took a step back. Jiang Qing, Yu Songwu and Yayin Tangyuan thought he was the backlash of the curse, so their steps were unsteady and they stepped forward to help him.
Wu Lingjun pushed Di Ting away and reached over to support his hoof, smiling: "I'm fine."
Just now, Di Ting had enlarged his body a bit, thinking that if his old friend Bai Ze couldn't hold it, he would kindly help him to hump back, but it seemed that he was in good condition, and he couldn't help but yawn. road:
"It's okay. When you took a step back, I thought you were weak because of your lack of exercise over the years."
As he spoke, it raised its hoof and licked its fur, then turned its head to lick the fur on its back with a graceful movement.
Wu Lingjun looked down at the silent Shuishen Kuchiki on the ground and asked, "How is it? Are you calm now? Can we have a good talk?"
Shuishen Kuchiki pursed his lips and said after a long time: "...I have nothing to talk about with you."
Although he has divine power, his body is actually not strong enough and is equivalent to a paper tiger. His great power just now was also because of his anger.
Anger can accelerate the burning of his divine power. Just now, he returned to the well of reincarnation before liberation and carefully stole the life force in the well of reincarnation. He had condensed the divine power for ten thousand years. Just because of his anger, it was basically burned away. .
He stood in poverty, with nothing but his divine personality and a weak physique, and his face was cleaner than Kabuto's.
In addition, Wu Lingjun also used source suppression on him, and now he is just a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
The dying look of Shuishen Kuchiki fell into the eyes of everyone. Seeing this miserable demigod, they felt both sympathy and hatred in their hearts.
The number of the gods was not large to begin with. The battle between gods and demons, and the failure of the gods to join the demons reduced the combat power of the gods. Later, the gods became the vanguard of the demons, and single-handedly destroyed a team of heavenly soldiers sent by the gods. .
Song Wu even thought about whether the Gods would not have to be reduced to the point of sacrificing the seal if Shen Shuai had not taken refuge with the Demons.
But then she thought about it and sneered at herself. She was overthinking it. Shen Shen was just a god no matter what. Even if his strength was comparable to the God of War, it was definitely not the key to breaking the situation.
The demon clan has a demon god, but their god clan does not have a main god. The difference in combat power between the two sides is here, military morale, leaders, and, there is no main god.
The divine power of the gods cannot be replenished evenly, but the demons can have demon gods to provide them with a steady stream of magic power. This is the gap.
The words of Shuishen Kuchiki made everyone present have different thoughts and began to think deeply. For a moment, the entire world of Samsara Well became quiet.
Behind the decaying wood of the god, the well of reincarnation is gray on one side and white on the other, emitting a faint white light.
Although it is called the Well of Samsara, it does not look like a well, but a huge mirror. The restored mirror is as deep as a whirlpool.
The sound of "suck, suck, suck" echoed in the closed space, and Wu Lingjun couldn't bear it anymore: "Can you stop licking!?"
Di Ting raised her head blankly, with an innocent look on her face, and stopped licking her fur in aggrieved manner.
"Since you have not completely fallen and still retain half of your good thoughts, you can still be considered a member of the God Clan. In view of your special situation, I do not expect you to get up and stab the Demon Clan in the back, but I regard the Beast God Bai as Ze’s name warns you not to stab the gods again, do you hear that!?”
Wu Lingjun said sincerely that his plan cannot be shattered by a weak god. After all, it is really weak!
(End of chapter)
